Mel continued to watch the interaction between the lady named Gia and Simon. As she hugged Simon, he gently pushed her away from his arms, his eyes still showing surprise. "Is this really you, Gia?" He asked. She nodded as she wiped her eyes, "Yes, it's me, Simon. It's been so long, this feels like a dream." Simon swallowed, "But I don't understand, I thought you were dead. I went to your funeral, so how come...?" She smiled, "Yeah, I... It's a long story, Simon, it's a very long story. But nothing else makes me more happy than seeing you. If I hadn't seen you recently on the news, I would never have remembered you. I lost my memory, I lost my identity... I...." "Wait! You lost your memory? How did that happen?" Simon felt his heart beating fast. "That accident that happened so many years ago." He gasped, "This is a lot to take in, Gia. You...." As though he remembered something, Simon suddenly stopped and turned his attention to Mel, realizing that she had been, staring at

Mel but her lip. Simon was waiting for her answer but she truthfully did not know how to give him one without sounding like a jealous wife. "I'm waiting for your answer," he told her as she kept staring at him without a reply. He sighed and held her shoulders, "If something has happened, you should tell me. Does it have to do with Jude?" She shook her head, "No, it doesn't." "I waited for your call at the office," he revealed. "When I didn't hear from you after an hour, I assumed that you had fallen asleep. I went to the hospital to ensure everything was fine and learned you had already left. I was shocked because you had told me something different before I left." "I'm sorry about that," Mel told him. "But how did you know what was going on here?" "I found out from a spy I planted in your uncle's company that he was trying to prepare documents to make your dad's house his own since it was connected to your dad's company which he stole from your dad. I acted fast and bo

SIMON I stared at Mel in surprise because she suddenly became like a different person. One minute, she was uncomfortable and a little upset, and the next minute, she was smiling at me and placing her hand on my chest. If only she knew what such close proximity with her was doing to me. I was attracted to her without a doubt, I had been from the moment I set my eyes on her. Nevertheless, I knew she saw our marriage as a temporary arrangement and even though I wished otherwise, I did not want to get my hopes up. It was true that I still loved Gia. She was my first love and for years, I thought she was dead, I blamed myself and kept her memory precious, but we'd been apart for far too long and I did not want to complicate my life by trying to pursue anything with her. After learning how difficult life had been for her, I was determined to help her and make up for whatever she must have suffered because of me. That was it, but I could tell that Mel was uncomfortable with her presenc

MEL As I stood with my teeth clenched, staring at Gia who was smiling at me, I recalled the advise Miranda had given me and smiled back. Without saying a word to her, I went to the chair I had sat on before and sat down. When she noticed that I was not going to indulge her, she got up and began to approach me, just as I wanted. Once she got closer, she folded her arms and scoffed, "Wow, how desperate and shameless can you be? You still came back here? I mean, if you had any iota of shame, you would have at least gone back home. What are you even doing here? Have you taken a good look at yourself? Simon doesn't want you. You're a mistake, a stain that he can't wait to get off his shirt. If I were in your shoes, I would have been too embarrassed to come back here. Simon's first love is back, and it's obvious from the way he drools when he sees me, that he wants nothing more than to have me in his arms. He even told me that I could sit at his table whenever I wanted. Yes, Simo

MEL After Gia stormed away, I went back into Simon's office and continued waiting for him. I was over the moon about everything that had happened so far and I couldn't wait to tell Miranda about how successfully our plan was going. I kept racking my brain about what to give to Simon as a surprise. A few minutes later, Gia came back into the office and I rolled my eyes, wondering what she was up to this time. I was expecting her to say more words, as I planned to goad her further. However, she ignored me and went to Simon's table. This time, she did not attempt to sit on his chair, but sat on the chair opposite and began to work on the computer on his table. It seemed she was really sorting out the files he had told her about. "Not bad," I thought. "I didn't know she could make herself useful." About forty minutes later, Simon finally came back, looking so tired. I smiled when I spotted him from the door and when he came in, his eyes settled on me, before turning to Gia. H